I lace my skin up like a corset, peel back the blinds on my eyelids, and take a step forward, waking from the poppies to the lightning bug glow of truth tapping on my eardrums.

In front of the mirror I stand, but what I notice is not the awkward crook of my nose or butterfly lashes. I look into the lighted mirror as if searching for answers hidden underRibbon-like sets of veins, arteries and nerves.

Sometimes it all flows correctly; sometimes everything becomes knotted up in all the wrong places. Skin toughened by beatings brought about by the harsh world around me. Yet it is the same skin that is softened by the warm touch of friendship and family.

An under-achieving mind, wandering and corroding in my daydreams of true love, the pursuit of happiness, and hopeless wishes to save the waking world.An overworked heart, squeezing out far too many bloodied tears; it has been patched up and reworked more than any first-time quilt makers' handiwork.An erratic soul, constantly withering and being brought back to life at the mercy of lies and truth.

It's sad when your world is nothing but fabric & when you open your eyes you're just lost in the sent-spinning moon. I'll close them for a while until the particles align and the air doesn't feel so false. I hear honesty from bones and fingernails and the hairs on my arms, I hear truth in newborn babies that bubble staccatos and legatos, And so I hope that we were not made for deceit.

And for once I'm starting to trust myself.

We live in a cosmos where it can never be about only you and me or just you or just me:

This erratic, chaotic, anaerobic, revolving oblate spheroid is home to even more sand-spec existences than we could ever care to know about.

I'll live with nimbus sparse between my toes, ballads of being resonating through my ribs, and hope grounded in the crowns of my teeth.

I love the first line: "I lace my skin up like a corset, peel back the blinds on my eyelids, and take a step forward, waking from the poppies to the lightning bug glow of truth tapping on my eardrums." It's just amazing.

Ah, just noticed this is a joint venture of authorship, explains my inability to grasp the intent. It seems to embrace 2 different perspectives, one focused on internal condition, the other greatly expanded to the grasp of the human condition. But the imagery sure caught my attention.

Yeah, i saw the Glee link when i looked up the song before the actual Journey one even came up which was both surprising, as i don't follow Glee and had no idea that they had even covered the track, and disheartening because you'd think Journey would get more credit, what for all actually writing the song and whatnot.

Regardless, glad to hear that your musical tastes are as sharp as your writings, good miss.And, as if you needed any comforting, haha.